"Chiefs, this is a great opportunity for the redistribution of resources within our Red Robe Mage Society, compared to the powerful necromantic system, our disadvantages are too obvious, why don't we cooperate sincerely and complete this task together?"

"How do you work together?"

"It's very simple, everyone at the same time to make plans, contribute people, and work together to complete this task, no matter which department succeeds, the results are shared, and the department that has made a breakthrough will get an extra one percent quota, and the rest will be divided equally among other departments, what do you think? In this way, our hopes of success will be greatly enhanced. ”

"Hah...... It's ridiculous, if our seven lines are united, wouldn't the one that succeeds in the end only get that one percent quota from the necromantic system? What's the point of doing that? ”

"Low risk means low harvest, compared to your conservative approach, we enchantment department prefer to taste the seven percent of the deliciousness, I still have something to do, go first."

"Old bastard, I knew that their enchantment system must have a way, and the enchantment system that was only hiding and tucking before, proficient in charm and mind manipulation, in this matter, it is too advantageous, and it definitely doesn't want to cooperate with us, what about the chiefs?"

"Gee, I have one more trial that's just halfway through."

"I also have something, go first."

"Instead of wanting to eat ready-made, it's better to figure out how to complete the task, and the opportunities are equal for all departments."

"The purpose of the First Chief is not to let you compete for these quotas, but to stimulate your enthusiasm to complete the task, and your energy should not be focused on the quota, but on the task."

"It's better to say than to sing, don't tell me, you don't care about these quotas."

"If there is an opportunity to strengthen your mage system, I believe that no one will refuse, will you?"

"A bunch of idiots, a plate of loose sand!"

These red-robed mage chiefs have their own calculations.

Those mage systems that do not have an advantage are naturally actively looking for allies, wanting to complete the task together and reduce the risk.

But the question is, how can those mage systems with advantages give away their benefits?

Even if you choose to cooperate, trust is a big problem, and it is better to do it separately.

It didn't take long for the head of the mage department with the advantage to leave cleanly, leaving only the three mage departments with the weakest ability in this area, looking at each other, even avoiding polite words, and directly teleporting away.

These three mage departments, two of which do not deal with each other, are fiercely competitive on weekdays, and the possibility of cooperation is almost zero.

It is not only the red-robed mages who are affected by the impact of the totem dream, but also those totem spirits and intelligent beings who are in the shroud area.

There is no difficulty in the integration of the former.

Especially those totem spirits with elemental attributes, after entering the totem dream, they are directly transformed into islands in the dream, or a small mound, or a pond, or a raging fire, or a rotating air mass.

With a single attribute, the composition of these islands is also very pure.

If you want to truly become a paradise for people to survive, you also need to merge with each other, which will be the main work of the Haslan witches in the later stage, which cannot be completed in a short time.

Many Lythersmans swim freely here in the form of dreams, without any discomfort, and accept it very quickly.

Because those relatively weak totem spirits can't appear in front of people, they can only contact those Lytheman people through the method of dreams, become their totem spirits, and grow with them.

Therefore, most of the Lessermans are no strangers to dreams, and if they have not been exposed to it, at least they have heard their own people talk about it.

It's nothing more than that totemic dreams are more real and clearer.

The totem dream, which was supported by the power of the whole country, suddenly became a little unusual, and it was easy to let the real dream come to a certain place, so that tens of thousands of people were unknowingly lost in it.

……

Hu Bianguan, who slept close to the ground, reached out and touched the air, but did not touch the saber that he had never left his body, hurriedly rolled, shrank into the shadows, vigilantly looked at the surrounding situation, and quickly organized the memories in his mind.

All this is the combat habit he has developed by stationing at Xianglong Border Pass all year round.

Sleeping close to the ground allows him to feel the attack of the Tucans or other monster cavalry for the first time through the tremor of the horse's hooves hitting the ground.

Cowering under shadow obstacles can effectively avoid the first wave of the strongest cavalry onslaught.

Hu Bianguan felt that his memories were like a mess of paste, and all kinds of bizarre images flew by, from the galloping horses of the Tukan people, to the ferocity of the jackals, and the wild and warlike of the western barbarians.

The only thing that is clear is that they are facing an invasion that the Tucans have never seen before.

In the Endless Wilderness, all the Tukan people surrendered to the endless terror of the Killing King Yamen Khan, gathered and flocked to the Great Wall of Xianglong like a tide.

The forward observation post he was stationed at had long been touched by the other party's rangers, and he fought his way out of the bloody way, and reported to the nearest border gate, but as a result, those high-ranking border gate lords did not take it as a thing at all.

Just as this was an excuse for Hu Bianguan to be a deserter, he was given a cane and 50 sticks, thrown into a prison, and punished after contacting the officers of the observation post where he was stationed.

In the eyes of all the Xianglong people, the Xianglong Great Wall is unfallable, and the Tukan people in the endless wilderness are the wranglers they kept in captivity in the wilderness, a group of slaves in the wilderness, how dare they wield swords at their powerful masters.

As a result, on the same night, the Tukans launched a large-scale night attack, and Yamen Khan used a force never before seen.

Not only suppressed the protective power of the Xianglong Great Wall, but also manipulated the minds of countless defenders, allowing them to kill people on sight, completely disrupting the defensive formation, allowing endless Tucan people to cross the Xianglong Great Wall and enter the territory of the Xianglong Empire.

He took advantage of the chaos to escape from prison and retreated south along the road of indoctrination with the rout of the army and refugees.

But the Tucan rangers, like wolves, bite at them, and every now and then they will rush up, tear a piece of flesh from them, and take away a large number of people and livestock, and fall into the hands of the brute nomads, and the end will be disastrous.

The faint echo of horses' hooves and the desperate screams of the refugees told Hubianguan that the Tukan rangers had caught up again.

As for where they are now, he can't remember clearly in his confused thinking, he only knows to go with the flow and keep running.

In the dark, the cold object that he inadvertently touched made Hu Bianguan unable to help but stagnate, his pupils contracted, his nostrils dilated, his breathing was short, his heartbeat began to speed up, and he involuntarily accelerated the movements of his hands.

Where are you now? Why is there a bright light armor here?

Although there were such doubts in his mind, Hu Bianguan didn't care about it, and he didn't think about it, so he used the fastest speed to remove the Mingguang armor from the wooden dummy and equip it on his body.

This is a life-saving weapon in a chaotic war, and with its own chance of survival, it will be greatly improved.

If he had such a bright light armor at the beginning, how could he have escaped all the way to the end? Have you already figured out a way to fight back?

Hmm, why did you have such a strange idea?

Aren't you on the way to escape for your life now?

The reason why Hu Bianguan said that the quality of this Mingguang armor is good is because it has the spell function of automatic armoring, and even one person can complete the draping.

This is at least the treatment that only officers above the rank of chief can enjoy, not to mention that ordinary soldiers are not qualified to equip Mingguang armor, even if they have, most of them are the most ordinary, most of them are brought by people with family backgrounds, and two people must help each other to wear them, which is very cumbersome.

If you have sufficient pre-battle preparations, it's okay to say, but you are afraid of being attacked by a surprise attack, and you don't have time to dress at all, and the empty Mingguang armor will not play its due effect.

When a bright light armor was added, Hu Bianguan's confidence was obviously much fuller, and when he reached out and patted the heart guard on his chest, it immediately lit up with a soft light, which was enough to illuminate the place five or six meters in front of him.

This is also the standard configuration of the Mingguang armor above the rank of chief, not only to facilitate the sight of night battles, but also to make it easier for ordinary soldiers to find their superiors at night.

And, of course, show the way for your enemies.

There are pros and cons, depending on how the wearer uses it.

Hu Bianguan took the opportunity to observe his surroundings and thoroughly understand his situation.

He was now in an officer's tent, not only with a suit of bright light armor, but also with a weapon rack next to him, on which swords, guns, knives, axes, hooks and forks were all available, and there were even scimitars belonging to the Tukan people.

Where is this long tent, this is at least a lieutenant's treatment.

Hu Bianguan's eyes stayed on a horse lance, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, his grandfather and father both used a good lance, and he himself was born in a young practice, but it was a pity that the family heirloom ebony lance was taken by his father to perform a mission in the endless wilderness, and with the death of his father, it was lost together.

Although he has handled several horse lances since then, none of them have been easily handled, and they have all been broken one after another.

This is obviously a good lance, not only exquisite workmanship, the use of materials is also very high-end, the tip of the tip is two feet long, it is prismatic, flashing with a piercing cold light, a little closer to it, there is a suspicion of frostbite.

Obviously, it is made of the cold iron of the East China Sea, and blessed with cold spells, after breaking the enemy's armor, it will freeze the enemy from the inside out, including blood, so it is called the Cold Ice Armor Piercing Lance.

The lance is made of a hundred-year-old ironwood tree pole divided into eight strands, and then used the fish glue that has been boiled for three days and three nights to glue it together, tied it with a gold ring, and then wrapped it layer by layer with hemp rope mixed with gold wire.

This multi-layered composite structure not only makes it as strong as steel, but also has the toughness of a large bow that is bent 90 degrees without deformation.

This kind of lance has very high requirements for the user, and it is difficult to exert its power without ten years of immersion skills.

Coincidentally, Hu Bianguan is one of them.

Almost without thinking about it, he grabbed it directly, even in the narrow tent, he still couldn't help but shake a few guns, the crisp sound of "squeeze" was endless, the cold wind overflowed, and the temperature in the entire camp tent instantly dropped by several degrees.

"Good lance, good baby." Even at the critical juncture of life and death, Hu Bianguan still couldn't help but secretly admire.

With a armor in his body and a lance in his hand, Hu Bianguan's courage skyrocketed, and what he would say, he didn't blindly run away, trying to find a way to snatch a war horse from those Tukan people, and kill a few of them among those rangers, so that their pursuit did not dare to be so unscrupulous, as if they had entered a no-man's land.

With the Ice Piercing Lance in front, the other weapons on the weapon rack seemed a little too ordinary, but in line with the habit of veterans, he still drew a customary border knife and pinned it to his waist, and took a pair of iron shovels to hang on his waist ring, and then carefully opened the curtain of the camp tent and walked out.

Hu Bianguan, who walked out of the tent, did not notice that as he left, the weapon rack behind him, along with the weapons on it, was fading and disappearing, as if it had never existed.

And he was attracted by another thing at the door of the tent, a jujube red war horse, with the saddle reins ready.

I'm really thinking about what to do today.

First the bright light armor, then the ice armor piercing lance, and now there is a good horse, even in the face of the riot situation, it still does not show the slightest panic and uneasiness, it must be a battle-hardened war horse.

There was no need to think about it at all, Hu Bianguan directly led him over, turned over on the horse, and turned it into his own mount.

Looking around again, the surrounding situation made Hu Bianguan angry and angry, and those Tucan rangers had already rushed into this temporary camp, and they were killing and plundering with impunity.

In front of the public, they threw those Xianglong women to the ground in twos and threes, and pounced on them with a lewd smile, venting their animal desires, Hu Bianguan seemed to clearly feel that those women and girls were looking at him with empty and desperate eyes.

Those old people and children were cut down to the ground by them unscrupulously, like chasing rabbits on the grassland.

Many of the Tukans were already covered with gold and silver jewelry, most of them still covered with blood, and some of the earrings had half of their flesh and blood ears, apparently pulled directly from the women.

"You guys should be damned! You all deserve to die! Hu Bianguan almost didn't think about it, and rushed out with a heavy slap of the war horse, regardless of the difference in numbers between the two sides.

As a man, you can't protect the women and children in your clan.

As a border soldier, you can't defend your home and country.

I am ashamed of the body of a seven-foot man.

Burst!

The Tukan people who were abusing them were not prepared for a heavily armed Xianglong hoplite to kill them.

The Tukan man closest to Hubianguan didn't react at all, he was pierced through the chest by his horse lance, and with a slight flick, he directly picked it up with horsepower, and half of his chest was cut open alive.

This is just the beginning, Hu Bianguan only knows how to rush forward and advance again, tearing open the chests of these Tukan people along the way, to see if their hearts are red or black, and they have done such a cruel thing.

These Tukans were not so much soldiers as groups of armed herders, neither in their sense of resistance nor in their fighting skills.

After being slaughtered by Hu Bianguan for five or six people in a row, the rest scattered in a hurry and ran to the nearest mount, trying to escape from this place.

Where was Hu Bianguan willing to let them go, he bit them to death, and killed three people in a row.

But in the end, he is alone, and he lacks skills.

There were still five horsemen, who rushed out of the door and ran into the depths of the night.

Hu Bianguan, who was red-eyed, didn't think about it at all, and rode straight after him, but when he got out of the temporary camp and didn't run a few steps, he found that something was wrong.

The Tucan deserters were gone, but there were many more Xianglong soldiers who were very similar to themselves, also wearing bright armor, or holding horse lances, or holding spears, and some holding heavy armor-piercing weapons such as maces, and their waists were full of short soldiers, and their bodies were more or less stained with blood.

Obviously, like myself, I just had a fierce battle.

Although most of them didn't know each other, just by looking at them, Hu Bianguan could be sure that they were all Bianguan soldiers like himself, not Tukan people wearing Xianglong armor.

Armor and weapons can be plundered, but there is a huge difference in living habits, whether it is the dress habits of equipment or the habits of holding weapons, which cannot be imitated by those Tucan people from wild backgrounds.

Unless it is those who have lived inside the Xianglong Great Wall for generations and have been highly assimilated by the Xianglong Empire.

And that kind of Tucan people can no longer be called Tucan people, but Xianglong people.

Strictly speaking, Hu Bianguan has the blood of this kind of person, and between the slightest hint of it, you can also see the similarities between him and the Tukan people.

However, he firmly believes that he is a Xianglong and has nothing to do with the aggressive, brutal and tyrannical Tucans.

Without giving these border soldiers much time to think, the sound of violent horses' hooves and the shouts of the Tukan people sounded in front of them, and it was obvious that the reinforcements of the Tukan people had arrived, and there were quite a few of them, far from being comparable to the scattered warriors of the rangers just now.

Looking at the Mingguang armored heavy cavalry around him, Hu Bianguan, who had just been killed and aroused, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and then roared: "Fuck it, I don't know where you belong to, and I don't know what position you used to hold, and now is not the time to pay attention to these."

I just want to ask your comrades, do you still have a little blood in your heart? Have we had enough of these days of dispersal and flight? Would you like to have a big fight with me? ”

"Needless to say, I've been impatient with this kind of bird life for a long time, but as long as a man is a man, he doesn't want people to run around like rabbits."

"I'm a rough person, I speak straight, I don't like to go around and around, if you say that you fight bravely to kill the enemy, count me as one, where you rush, I will follow you, if you continue to escape, don't blame me for spitting on you, scolding you for being a coward, and being blind with a good piece of equipment."

"This big brother said directly, I like to listen, fuck him, just for this equipment, fuck him."

"Rush forward and kill all the Tucans."

"Needless to say, killing all these barbarians has always been what I want to do the most." (End of chapter)